clavis@ix.netcom.com(the Grand Clavister) sent bitwaves which read:
}In <5bog9l$ftt@ionews.ionet.net> bmyers@ionet.net (TarlaStar) writes:
}>
}>I have determined that being wonderful has nothing to do with being
}>beautiful, clever or interesting. It's all boils down to ONE
}>QUESTION...
}>
}>CAN YOU DANCE?
}
}Hey!
}I can't dance! I haven't got it in me. Not yet, anyway: I'm not often
}comfortable enough to dance. So I don't. Thanks for making me feel not
}wonderful.
Criminy, what a fucking crank.
There's LOTS OF DIFFERENT WAYS TO DANCE.
Give me a guitar and I can dance. Lots better than I can play, but I don't give a fuck.
Take the economy-of-movement and working-fast-in-tight-places learned from working in a kitchen, and apply it to navigating through crowded places at high speed. Then go to the subway and DANCE WITH THE WHOLE FUCKING CROWD by scootching through them just for the fun. GO around in circles, GO against the flow, and periodically go by someone sitting on a bench and smile, so they can notice you dancing past them. Take a group of friends and develop a choreography. Take some music, or just develop a chant to holler out when you pass each other, grab each other by the wrist, spin 360 degrees, and continue on with your dancing.
OR: do the Queue Dance. One or more go to the supermarket and get in line. Talk to your neighbors while facing the wrong way. When you get to the cashier, offer her/him a cheery greeting and go on your way. Multiple dancers should choose different lines.
Them that "can't" dance either don't accept the wider meaning of the word, or just plain "won't".
[Dancing About Architecture since 1970]
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